The Sea Is Calling
I smell the salty air coming from the sea
I hear seagulls squawking
I feel the sand burning my feet, but in a beautiful way
I see the bright blue wave trying to push the sand
I feel the heat coming from the bright yellow sun
I feel the air pushing me lightly
I see the sunset going down.
I see the reflection of the moon that looks like a man’s face
I see mermaids swimming by with the green bright phosphorescence
I hear nothing else, but the water going to my feet
I see a whale come out of the water, and trying to reach the moon with its tip of the nose
I see the green phosphorescence splashing with it
I feel….
The sea is calling
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